Weird, my gaming life

Lin Yuan then looked at the book boxes with sealing talismans affixed to them.

Although she tried to comfort herself, she couldn't hide the heartache in her eyes.

However, since things had come to this point, Lin Yuan did not linger any longer.

When Lin Yuan came down from the fourth floor, he saw Zhu Wanying sitting quietly on a low stool under a row of bookshelves, holding a book without a cover in her arms, her expression focused as if she were an old monk in meditation.

The afternoon sun shone through the high window, casting dappled shadows on her and giving her a serene look she had never seen before, which added a touch of tranquility to her originally pretty face.

Lin Yuan paused, somewhat surprised.

He walked up to her, and Zhu Wanying seemed oblivious until his shadow fell on the pages of the book in her hands.

Only then did she belatedly turn her head and see that it was Lin Yuan, her eyes showing a slight surprise.

"You're down." Her voice was somewhat low.

Lin Yuan's gaze fell on the unofficial history book in her hand, and his powerful eyesight and mental strength instantly allowed him to see the contents clearly.

Zhu Wanying closed the book somewhat awkwardly, her face slightly flushed as if her thoughts had been read.

"I...I was just browsing."

"Why do you want to see this?" Lin Yuan asked calmly.

Zhu Wanying was taken aback by his question and subconsciously tried to brush it off, but the words that came out of her mouth turned out to be something else entirely.

She bit her lower lip and looked directly into Lin Yuan's deep eyes.

"Qin Xiu, I don't want to be a fish on a chopping board anymore. I want to become stronger."

Her voice was soft, yet carried a trembling determination.

Lin Yuan looked at her quietly. In her anxious eyes, he saw fear, resentment, and a tiny flame that had just been ignited.

"Sure, as long as you're determined, I'll definitely help you!"

Upon hearing Lin Yuan's answer, Zhu Wanying suddenly grabbed his sleeve, as if grasping at the last straw.

"Qin Xiu, tell me..." she mustered her courage and asked, enunciating each word carefully, "If I start practicing martial arts now, is it too late?"

Lin Yuan grinned.

"Of course, those pills I gave you were for you to use to become stronger! Work hard, with me here, I can even make a pig enter the ranks of innate experts."

Zhu Wanying was initially touched by the affirmative answer, but when she heard Lin Yuan compare her to a pig, she immediately lost her temper.

"Qin Xiu, I'm not a pig! You just wait, I'll show you what it means to be completely different after just three days!"

After saying that, he put down the book and stormed out of the library.

"Yes, yes, I will definitely be impressed."

Lin Yuan followed behind her, teasing her, which made Zhu Wanying so angry she almost jumped up and down.

Days passed by, and soon it was time for Lin Yuan to wake up in reality.

That evening, Lin Yuan finished refining the pills that Zhu Wanying needed and delivered them to her. Looking at the little girl covered in sweat, he nodded in satisfaction.

Since browsing through that unofficial history book in the library, Zhu Wanying, inspired by Lin Yuan, has also begun to cultivate diligently. It must be said that this little girl does have some perseverance.

"Hey, my diligent princess, these are the pills for the next few days. Remember to take them strictly according to my instructions!"

Zhu Wanying wiped the sweat from her forehead, took the pills Lin Yuan handed her, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

"Didn't you used to deliver every day? Why are you delivering so much this time?!"

Lin Yuan glanced at her, then thought he should explain his return. So he made up a story, "My time to have an episode is coming. If you find me acting strangely tomorrow, remember, never let me leave your palace."

Zhu Wanying's heart tightened instantly. She then remembered that Lin Yuan was a patient with dissociative identity disorder, something she had almost forgotten about recently.

She didn't have any good solutions for dissociative identity disorder, because she had never heard of any cure for it.

She dared not spread the word, for if her father found out that Lin Yuan had this ailment, it would be a different story whether Lin Yuan could still stay by her side.

"What should we do then? Will you come back?"

Zhu Wanying was almost crying with worry, pacing around anxiously. With Lin Yuan by her side these days, she felt a sense of security she had never felt before.

She would come to his rescue in his most critical moments, and she would prepare all sorts of pills to make him stronger. Every act of kindness she made was driven by pure goodwill, without any scheming, calculation, or weighing of pros and cons.

"Okay, just do as I say. I've had this illness for a long time, so don't worry. Even if I have a relapse, I'll recover in a few days to a few months. There's no need to rush."

As for you, before you become a top-tier expert, you'd better stay away from the palace and avoid attending unnecessary banquets, lest your sister and fiancé use some dirty tricks on you.

Zhu Wanying nodded quickly, "Before you came back, I told you I was sick and would never leave the palace! And recently I feel that I am not far from breaking through to become a first-class master, so I will definitely practice martial arts hard, so you must come back as soon as possible."

After saying that, Zhu Wanying looked at Lin Yuan nervously.

Lin Yuan nodded.

"Okay, don't worry, it's getting late, I'll go back and rest now."

After saying that, Lin Yuan left Zhu Wanying's inner courtyard and headed towards the side room.

Zhu Wanying watched his departing figure, the unease in her eyes lingering. She knew what would happen if her sisters discovered Lin Yuan's symptoms; it wouldn't be easy to harm a child who knew nothing.

Through the invitations she received from her second sister and Zhao Shixun over the past few days, she had a vague feeling that she was about to become the center of the power vortex in this imperial city.

The purpose is self-evident; they simply want to drag him into the trap of vying for the throne.

Sometimes Zhu Wanying couldn't help but think how wonderful it would be if her father didn't favor her so much; the favoritism of the royal family was just too heavy.

Back in his room, Lin Yuan began to meditate again. As time passed, the familiar feeling of falling asleep returned.

In the instant before his return, Lin Yuan used his last remaining consciousness to activate the demonic seed that remained in his dantian.

The next moment, the demonic seed emitted a bright light and rapidly traveled from his dantian towards his head. Just as the demonic seed was about to touch his sea of ​​consciousness, Lin Yuan silently opened his eyes.

A pristine white ceiling and a bright, technologically advanced room.

Lin Yuan looked around and found that neither Qin Wan nor Lu Feng were in the room.

A hint of doubt flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes. He didn't understand where the two of them had gone while he was asleep, but this was not the time to worry about such things.

As his cultivation level in the game became a reality, Lin Yuan heard a series of crackling sounds within his body, followed by a powerful sense of fulfillment.

Before he could savor the feeling of being reborn, Lin Yuan immediately activated the "Dao Heart Demon Seed" cultivation technique.

As a sensation akin to his soul leaving his body arose, Lin Yuan was overjoyed; it had indeed worked.

The next moment, Lin Yuan's consciousness suddenly appeared in a hazy space, and then he saw a scene that made him extremely horrified.

It was a child with half a human face, and its lower body was a tangled mass of tentacles that were no longer human, extending out from different directions in the gray space.

The child with half a human face now wore a strange smile, and countless purple streams of energy flowed from the outside into this hazy space, only to be swallowed whole by this bizarre self.

As his half-face absorbed the purple mist, Lin Yuan could see with the naked eye that his half-face was slowly being completed.

Lin Yuan knew exactly what this purple thing was; it was the destiny of this dynasty.

Lin Yuan instantly became alert. He had originally thought that after his return, the soul residing in his body would be either a remnant of his soul or a complete soul.

But now, looking at the monster in his mind, it seemed so eerie.

A bad thought slowly grew in Lin Yuan's mind. Lin Yuan stopped being silent and instantly activated the demonic seed with his spreading spiritual power.

The next moment, the demonic seed attached to Lin Yuan began to spread across half of his face, his forehead, like a black spider web.

The eerie atmosphere, which had been growing increasingly excited, suddenly turned into panic.

"Who is it...?"

A twisting sound, like metal rubbing together, echoed within the hazy mental space.

Lin Yuan's consciousness did not respond.

Its response was an even more violent and penetrating erosion that penetrated to the very core.

The black demonic spider web seemed to come alive, with countless tiny roots spreading out from the main stem and deeply embedding themselves in the forehead of the half-human face, drilling towards its nascent consciousness core.

"ah--!"

A shrill scream, unlike any human voice, transformed into an invisible mental shockwave and exploded outwards.

However, this impact struck Lin Yuan's immense spiritual power and shattered instantly, like waves crashing against rocks.

The bizarre half-faced monster seemed to be completely enraged.

Its countless twisted tentacles suddenly swelled up, like a horde of demons dancing wildly, lashing out at the demonic seed attached to Lin Yuan from all directions.

Each tentacle was entwined with a dense black aura, the power it derived from devouring the world's fortune.

At this moment, everything turned into the most primitive and chaotic attack.

Lin Yuan sensed a crisis approaching him. If the demonic seed were destroyed, the backlash he would face would definitely damage his very foundation.

Startled, Lin Yuan had no time to think and immediately directed his physical body in reality to invest more spiritual energy.

In an instant, a pair of purple eyes began to appear in the gray space.

Upon seeing those eyes, the monster's face, which was gradually becoming complete, immediately showed a hint of panic.

"You...you are the host!"

Lin Yuan looked at the distorted black shadow with his purple eyes, his eyes flashing with purple light. The next moment, the tentacle-faced monster, which was still raging, quieted down and its eyes began to become obsessed.

"Tell me, what are you...?"